Wednesday, September 30, 2009

On A Starry Night Calm Orion's Belt Wraps An Eternal Eye Over Nebulous Tumultuous New York Times

It is appropriate that the photo I took after catching the glittering skyline of earth's shining star, Manhattan, and the stars of Broadway and Times Square, is a timeless shot of the stars lining the sky. (See larger size to make out details of nebula, etc. )

They were beyond my grasp but it is just who we are, needing to reach for the stars, across the reaches of time, the vastness of eternity. So, I caught them, the cold cruel burning cores of Hydrogen, for me and you for today, and for forever etched onto the Silicon atoms of my camera's memory ... and the infinite neurons making up my memories in this so finite life.

The sky was particularly dark on this moonless night tonight. There was moisture in the air as a Southern wind was riding the Great South Bay, churning the water onto the beach in tumultuous waves of passion.

Far above, silently watching, the stars burnt in an amazing range of colors you could make out with the naked eye. Even the nebullae visible told their nebulous stories in clear thundering silence. I bowed in prayer, a murmur of thanks, to God, for having allowed me this moment to have lived, witnessed, experienced.

--I was able to capture this shot with the Nikon D300 with no filters. This picture is as it was taken. See in full size in ALL SIZES if you see the button above.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Nothing beats the energy and feel of being in the heart of the center of the universe, being in Times Square, in Manhattan, New York, USA.

The lights stand out in stark contrast to the dark night.

Reflections of light seem to levitate in mid-town mid-air as if hanging from some unseen bright blinding blinds. There were other ironies in the night,

It was a Kodak moment, but caught on a digital Nikon (2 year old S6 pocket camera).

A Broadway show sign advertises MAMA MIA and music by one of my all time favorite groups ABBA, but, the night reminds me of a different song by them....

It's night, and summer, in the city, in Summer Night City.

As ABBA sang:

"It's elusive, call it glitterSomehow something turns me onSome folks only see the litterWe don't miss them when they're goneI love the feeling in the airMy kind of people everywhereWhen the night comes with the actionI just know it's time to goCan't resist the strange attractionFrom that giant dynamo"

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

I savor the ups & down of life. And the changing of the seasons is a great time to remember that, to savor that.

I don't want to rush thru life to just the good parts, then regret how life went by even faster than it does. As a brutal & cold Summer ends, I look forward to Fall, its colorful reminders of endings; to Winter's whiter shades of white, seeming desolate but a fresh canvas; so Spring full of love and joy can paint new life on it; so that life and love can be celebrated in Summers to come.

==I generally do not post my "personal" photos here. But the end of Summer 2009 is a poignant time to post this. I hope it makes you take stock of life too.

Monday, September 21, 2009

You say, and believe, that you love Pakistan. Can you spare just one minute in one day to do something for Pakistan? Let Imran Anwar's no-holds barred, uncensored and unrehearsed, words inspire you to greatness. Please Share & Post to your friends and family.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Imran Anwar (IMRAN.TV / http://www.imran.com/media/blog/ ) raises very serious questions about the current situation in Afghanistan. Are more US troops the answer? If not, what is? Listen for the answer.

Wednesday, September 09, 2009

You can almost reach out and touch the moon and run your fingers gently on her aging, aged, ageless but scarred face, where times, and passing suitors it disdained, left their marks, with you, the reader, wondering if a gentle tear from a secret subterrainian river will gush forth, as it silently tells the story of its endless, eternal, inescapable love for the blue planet it is forever intertwined with, but desinted never to meet, lest it be a deadly last waltz that would spell doom for both, in a deadly one night stand, a flash of explsoive passion, with the earth's oceans of life-giving liquids gushing forth into the skies, escaping into a climax of everything and a vast nothingness at once... such is the eternal dance of unrequited love of star crossed lovers and planets and moons. Feel it.

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Full Moon, September 3/4 2009, Heron Pointe, East Patchogue, Long Island, New York, USA.